Urban ancient fairy doctor

Ye Bufan stood up from the sofa and walked over with a smile.

"You...you...don't come over."

Murong He suddenly felt nervous. Unlike Murong Hai and Murong Tian, ​​he was just a playboy with no knowledge or skills.

Although he also practices some martial arts, he is at the level of a Xuan-level warrior at best and does not have much strength at all, not even comparable to the bodyguards he brought.

"Let me tell you, I am the third young master of the Murong family. If you dare to touch me, our Murong family will not let you go..."

At this point, he could only move Murong's family out, trying to scare the other party.

It's a pity that he was disappointed. As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped him in the face and knocked him to the ground.

Murong He covered his swollen cheek and stared at the young man in front of him, as if he couldn't believe that all this was true.

"How dare you really hit me? I'm the third young master of the Murong family!"

In the past, no one dared to mess with the Murong family in the imperial capital. Moreover, now they have surpassed the other three major families and become the leader of the imperial capital. Unexpectedly, he was beaten by someone, which made him extremely disappointed and angry.

Ye Bufan smiled disdainfully: "Isn't it just the Murong family? It's nothing special. I've taken care of the eldest and second young masters, and I don't need a third young master like you."

"You...you...are actually Ye Bufan?"

After guessing the identity of the other party, Murong He suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning.

Just now, he received a call from his second brother Murong Tian, ​​telling him that he could not provoke a man named Ye Bufan under any circumstances. Unexpectedly, he was bumped into in the blink of an eye.

"Yes, it's me." Ye Bufan looked at him jokingly, "How's it going? Isn't it a surprise?"

"I……"

Murong He was ready to die. He was just looking for a little star, so why did he provoke this evil star?

"Um...Mr. Ye, I think there is a misunderstanding between us. Let's just forget about today's matter. Let's just forget about it.

You can hold the concert as usual, I'm leaving now. "

After saying this, the guy got up from the ground and was about to run, but Ye Bufan kicked him to the ground and stepped on his chest.

When he said these words, the people around him were shocked. They never expected that the third young master of the Murong family would bow to this young man.

What was even more unexpected was that this young man could be so strong and still had no intention of letting Murong He go.

"Ye, what are you going to do? Don't go too far. I already told you not to argue with you..."

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Murong He had a look of grief and indignation on his face, thinking that his own dignified eldest son of the Murong family had bowed his head like this, yet the other party refused to let him go.

"Did you forget to take your medicine? Now you are in my hands, and I want to settle accounts with you. When will it be your turn to make the decision?"

Ye Bufan looked at him sharply, "Brother, the investment company belongs to me, and Shang Tiantian is my artist.

You have come to me one after another to cause trouble, intimidate my employees, and affect my concerts. Do you think I should settle the accounts with you? "

"Well...as long as you let me go, I promise I will never do it again..."

People had to bow their heads under the eaves. Although Murong He felt aggrieved, he could only give in.

Ye Bufan shook his head: "We will talk about the future later. We are settling the accounts now."

"Then tell me, what do you want?"

Murong He gritted his teeth with hatred. When his ancestor came out of seclusion, he must cut the guy in front of him into pieces, and the girls next to him must snatch them away and enjoy them for himself.

"Don't be afraid, I have already said that I am a reasonable person." Ye Bufan reached out and patted his cheek, "As long as you settle the account clearly and pay all the compensation you deserve, I will let you leave."

Murong He breathed a long sigh of relief when he heard that the other party wanted money.

"Tell me, how much do you want?"

"As expected, he is the young master of the Murong family. He is rich and powerful. Don't worry, let's take our time to figure it out."

Ye Bufan pointed to the speaker next to him that Murong He had just kicked to pieces, and looked back at Gao Baohua, "How much does this thing cost?"

Gao Baohua said quickly: "This is 500 yuan."

He didn't know what his boss meant, so he could only choose to tell the truth.

"Did you hear that? This speaker costs 5 million. It's all my personal property. You just kicked it into pieces. Should I pay compensation?"

"I……"

Murong He almost spat out blood. Is there anyone so blackmailing? What he heard clearly just now was 500 yuan, but in the blink of an eye it turned into 5 million yuan.

But in this situation, he didn't have the courage to refute at all, so he could only grit his teeth and say: "5 million, right? I'll compensate."

"Don't worry, this is just the beginning." Ye Bufan smiled slightly, and then calculated again, "After you made such a fuss, it seriously affected the mood of my employees. A bad mood will affect the quality of the concert. Poor quality will affect our company's reputation.

For our concert, a total of 80,000 tickets were sold, each ticket cost 500, and the total was 400.

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00,000, you must pay this money.

In addition, our employees may not be able to recover mentally for three to five years due to your influence. You will also have to pay for the mental damage...

The reputation of our company will be affected, which may affect our company to make more money and sell more box office, and you will naturally have to lose this money..."

Ye Bufan was eloquent and pulled out a series of bills one after another. Murong He was dumbfounded and never imagined that he would cause such a huge loss to others.

"Let's do this. The total is 1 billion and 35.2 million. I'm not a stingy person. I don't want the fraction. You will give me 1 billion Huaxia coins."

Murong He rolled his eyes and almost lost his breath. What kind of algorithm is this? Even those who touch porcelain are not so cruel, right?

What have I done? The two groups of people you sent before were beaten by you. In the end, you kicked a speaker, and you actually had to pay 1 billion Huaxia coins.

Although the Murong family is rich, this is not the way to compensate!

When the people watching saw this result, they couldn't help but snicker. No one expected that Ye Bufan would calculate such a large loss in the end.

However, no one sympathizes with the third young master of the Murong family. People like this who rely on their family background to act recklessly should be taught a lesson and make him shed some blood, otherwise he will bully others unscrupulously in the future.

Murong He licked his dry lips, swallowed hard, and said with a begging expression: "Well, Mr. Ye, this is too much money. I really don't have that much money."

"I don't have money, that's okay. I've already said that I'm a reasonable person. Since I can't afford so much compensation, I'll pay for it with something."

Ye Bufan looked at Murong He teasingly, "You are the third young master of the Murong family. You have a high status, so your valuation is naturally higher. You have two arms, one with one hundred million Chinese coins, and two with two hundred million."

Two legs, one for one hundred million Chinese coins, and the middle one is a bit higher for you, two hundred million Chinese coins.

There is also your head, which is valued at 400 million, and the total is 1 billion, which is enough to pay off the debt.

How about it? Is this price fair and reasonable? "

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to the side, and Rudolph immediately sent a machete over with understanding.

"This knife doesn't seem to be particularly sharp, but it doesn't matter. At most, I'll be a little tired and make a few more cuts."

Ye Bufan blew on the blade, then looked at Murong He, "Tell me, how much do you need? Which part of you do I need to cut?"